27 Chapters
WANTED: TWO MEN. “Well, Chick, it’s good to strike little old New York again.” Nick Carter jumped down from the railroad car and shook himself like a huge dog as his feet touched the stone flagging o…
TO THE CREDIT OF THE CATBOAT. “The moment I struck the cool water it brought all my senses back with a rush. “I kept myself afloat, and was picked up by two young men in a catboat. These young men we…
A FAMILIAR FACE. “Bring him up,” said Nick, to the servant. When the servant had gone, the detective opened the door of an adjoining apartment. “You will have to step in here for a few minutes, Mr. L…
THE ROLL-TOP DESK. On leaving Nick Carter’s house, Yasmar walked rapidly off down the street. At the first corner he passed a typical East Side tough, leaning against a lamp-post, rolling a huge ciga…
BETWEEN EARTH AND SKY. The door was unlocked, opened, and the men came in. From the footfalls alone, Patsy’s keen ear could tell that there were three men instead of two. “We were up here waiting for…
A SMOOTH GAME. On Wednesday afternoon a prosperous-looking gentleman, of apparently about fifty years of age, entered the private offices of Cruse & Cupell, on Twenty-Third Street. “Mr. Cruse?” h…
SHIFTING THE RESPONSIBILITY. “There’s a five-foot vein of that rock!” declared Bates, “and it’s a true fissure—which means that it will ‘go down’ and get better with every foot.” “I wonder if I could…
BOUCICAULT’S. At certain times Nick Carter had intuitions that amounted almost to positive knowledge. It was the “detective instinct,” amplified by years of intelligent practice. In the present insta…
THE DEATH CHAMBER. Nick opened his eyes in darkness. Not a ray of light could be seen at any point in the surrounding gloom, and a silence as of the grave reigned all around. Under him was a hard sto…
BREAKING THE NEWS. Patsy had arrived right in the nick of time. He had not tried to get to the saloon before ten o’clock, and he showed up there in the guise of a Swede sailor, “three sheets in the w…